, live hard, bear the scars of broke and charred Sellers and buyers So when all is said and done Watch out, 'cause here they come Shadows of the night
the night She's gone to the other side Dead dead So dearly departed Dead dead So lost and broken hearted Dead dead Dead girls are easy Dead dead Dead
Blood flows the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh. Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead
you're a dead man.' One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside Billy stood in the shadows His K-bar knife in his hand And the moon slipped
Are as soft as a pillow And they cast a shadow on my bed And the view When I look through my window Is an altarpiece I'm praying to For the living and the dead
the night Unveil this appearance, it's your deceased wife walk through untrod glades The undefeated low will end... Define forsaken joy domestic close behind shadows
Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl! We're almost home Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get
Tutankhamen By the light of a, light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen Half past high noon - Tutankhamen By the light of a pale moon - Tutankhamen Half
night the whole town shuts of its lights And listens to the city; screams, sirens, howls, and fights On the perfect night everything blends in with the shadows Moon
behind your grandpa's wood barn Complex designs dropped seconds before dawn [Violent J] Dead birds scattered throughout the patterns of earth No explanations left by the shadows
they call the Violent J Insane Watch me as I duck and I dash through the night I can see the shadows of the moon in my butcher knife [Violent J] Pretty
home Here naked winds blow cold and free All black and dead on frozen ground Pass the gate to Blashyrkh worlds An everburning fire swirls Here shadows
the vain dreams that passed splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world He cried for night / but night could
done And Earth does it in (.. ? ..) [Killah Priest] The last supper, Christ around the master brothers Same story but this time they have color Stars and moon
: Screams break the silence Waking from the dead of night Vengeance is boiling He's returned to kill the light Then when he's found who he's looking
: Walking alone into the dead of night Bathed in the golden glow of the full moons light My senses are warning me of a presence unseen It's hard to tell
cobwebbed stairs, the ancient bones I'm the shadow rippling cobblestones, I'm the stagnant swamp, the black lagoon I'm the branches scratching at the moon
the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed. "I am half sick of shadows